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July 2018
There is a whole group of assassins, and you're one of them. You kill. And you enjoy it. The problem with the hobby of yours, is no one likes you doing it. Practically the whole world is after you. So now you and the other assassins have to join together, and fight back, in order to stay who you are.
*Rules*
All the usual stuff look at the other rps I did and read those rules. I'm to lazy. The cussing rule varies for me so for this rp you don't have to do anything. Just don't cuss after EVERY SINGLE WORD. That gets annoying. Only I can accept people, only I can start the rp.
*Form*
First name:
Last Name:
Age: (18-30)
Gender:
Sexual orientation:
Physical appearance (Can be a link or described in detail):
personality:
Weapons:
Backstory (Optional):
Other (Optional):
*My character's form*
(I may make another one later on.)
*Form*
First name: Brittney
Last Name: Waters
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Straight
Physical appearance (Can be a link or described in detail): https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2[...]
personality: pretty much has no emotions she's actually a bit more reasonable to people who are like her. She's not very loyal and trusts no one.
Weapons: a pistol and a couple daggers.
Backstory (Optional): N/A
Other (Optional): N/A
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184nd
775 points
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July 2018
account deleted
(Oh my lord you know me so well   o.-)
First name: Sanguine a.k.a Mayhem
Last Name: Ravenscroft
Age: 21
Gender: F
Sexual orientation: Straight
Physical appearance https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b8/32/5b/b8325bbbb89c302[...] She is tall and lean, and she usuallly wears skinny jeans andtank tops, sometimes paired with a leather jacket.
personality: Sanguine is seductive and can be quite the charmer. She often uses her looks to seduce her contracts, and then she'd kill them in the act. When she desn't, though, she makes the biggest scene of her kills that she can, hence the nick-name Mayhem. She is quite the trouble maker and likes to cause chaos. But, when the layers are peeled back, she is actually ashamed of herself and hates feeling like a tool. She had trained herself not to feel, but there are times where emotion shows through, which she has pinned as weakness.
Weapons: Desert Eagle #1 https://www.guns.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/ma[...] Desert Eagle # 2 http://www.kaneohegs.com/images/TCN_1_001.jpg Combat Knife https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/4[...]
Backstory (Optional): You'll figure it out
Other (Optional): Theme Song- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iHUWUXlr-CM
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81nd
1 543 points
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July 2018
(We can start now if you'd like!)
Brittney sauntered into a market, her eyes scanning the store. A tall but skinny man stood at a check register alone. She walked over to him, her eyes gleaming. "Hey darling..." She murmured and took a step closer. The man shifted uncomfortably. "C-can I h-help you with anything?" he asked nervously. Brittney shook her head and in lightning speed her hands were gripping his lower arms and she pulled him closer to her. The man tried to pull away and yell for help, but her dagger was already against his throat. "It'll be a low less painful if you don't move." Brittney murmured something gentle in his ear and then swiftly stabbed him in the throat. Blood came gushing out when Brittney pulled it out. The man gripped his neck and he fell. Brittney looked over the counter down at him, and he stared blankly, blood still coming out of the wound.
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81nd
1 543 points
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July 2018
(Bump)
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184nd
775 points
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July 2018
account deleted
Sanguine stepped through the revolving doors of the business's building, dressed in a tight black business skirt and a low-cut blouse, paired with some high black heels. She carried a large black folder in her arms, but little did the general public know was that a black glock was hidden inside of it. She stepping into the elevator, and flipped her long, wavy red hair at the bodyguards who subtly checked her out when she showed them her I.D. She was aliased as Rose Evergarden. It seemed to pass their inspection, and the elevator slowly climbed the levels until she reached the CEO's office. She stepped in, holding the folder in one hand and messing with the neckline of her blouse with her other hand. She bit her lip and looked at the man who sat behind the desk, who's eyes widened at the sight of her. "May I help you?" He said, his eyes flickering over her body. "I'm the intern here, I brought your report..." Sanguine grinned, then bit her lip. She walked over, holding the folder tightly, and leaned over the desk. Her blouse hung low, giving him a little to much room to look. But before anything else happened, she ripped the gun out of the folder and unloaded a bullet into his head. She spun around quickly, seeing the body guards running towards the office. She grinned, then jumped over to the other side of the desk, then slammed the chair into the glass, the CEO's body going with it, and broke it, sending him falling to the marketplace below. Sanguine grabbed the folder, then pulled out a rope and a small grappling hook from it. She dropped it, gave the people who were running in a little wave and a kiss, then jumped out of the window.
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81nd
1 543 points
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July 2018
Brittney walked out of the store, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. A costumer screamed from inside and she heard security run over to the body. Brittney started running and turned into an alley between two tall business buildings. A slow smile appeared on her face, knowing she succeed and she leaned against the building, waiting for a police helicopter to come and hover above city, in search of her.
(Yeah, we're in a city now. XD)
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July 2018
Brittney looked up to watch someone enter the allyway. "Who. Are you?" she already had her pistol out, aimed at the stranger's head. "Move, and I'll kill you." Brittney growled. "Don't let me have to much fun."
(I'm debating to making another character, should I? XD)
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350nd
737 points
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July 2018
First name: William
Last Name: Braden
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Pansexual
Physical appearance: https://imgur.com/a/Til2Z He usually dresses nice.
Personality: William is best described to be a very charming, articulate smooth talker. He is very charismatic towards others and acts very friendly in public. He has a sense of humor and always jokes about everything. In reality he is very manipulative, resourceful, and calculating. He can be intimidating, crude, gruesome, and is a true menace to society. In private he acts very one note, shallow, and only truly cares about himself. He doesn't have much emotion and usually fakes emotions. The only main emotions he can feel are anger, boredom, annoyance, and resentment. Other than those, he has felt other emotions rarely and were usually pretty flat and short.
Weapons: A modified Remington model 870 shotgun https://imgur.com/a/rdCgNNd with a silencer and a Barrett MRAD https://imgur.com/a/vXCJb3u with a silencer too.
Backstory (Optional): Going to be said in rp
Other (Optional): Theme song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TV6i8QFf4ng
( Hello btw :3
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81nd
1 543 points
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July 2018
(Accepted! And hello to you too! :3)
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184nd
775 points
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July 2018
account deleted
(Damn I am just imagining William freaking shooting up someplace and just walking out and not turning around when he blows up the building and he just walks away when listening to that song. I have a new addiction :3 And I'm not gonna make another character because I'm lazy so yeahhh but you could. )
Sanguine looked up from her phone and peered at her down her glasses. "Um. Hi. Sorry to bug you or anything. I'm just... laying low for a minute. You look like my kind. Unless your a cop. And then I have to kill you. Which would be sad. Well, not sad, but still, I kinda don't want to kill you. Your hot. I don't really like killing attractive people, the world needs more of those." Sanguine looked back down at her phone, spotted an outfit she really liked, and went 'Ooo gotta order that one' out loud and tapped dramatically on her phone screen. "Oh, can you please stop pointing an armed weapon at my head? I'm not a threat to you. Yet." Sanguine yawned, then shut off her phone, put it in her back pocket, and looked at her, perking a brow. A little smirk slipped across her face, not condescending, just friendly.
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July 2018
Brittney narrowed her eyes. "I'm not a cop." she spoke slowly and she lower the weapon, but it was still in her grip. "I don't let my guard down though, so don't think you can harm me." Brittney fell silent for a bit. "You said I looked like your kind." she took a step closer. "what do you mean by that? A... murderer?"
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178nd
1 011 points
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July 2018
First name: Eliza
Last Name: N/A
Age: (18-30): 19
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Straight, though she's never been in a relationship.
Physical appearance: https://teenpregnancy.acf.hhs.gov/sites/default/fi[...]
Personality: Before she became an assassin, Eliza was sweet and sensitive. However she couldn't express herself well and would become frustrated easily. When she began to become more comfortable with killing, she also began to lose pieces of herself. She stopped feeling empathy. She doesn't have much emotion on the outside, and usually just does what she is told. She has grown to be impulsive and violent.
Weapons: She can use many different weapons, but she prefers poisons. She has grown to use different cocktails as a way of expressing herself. ex. She will use a slow and painful poison if she is upset. She usually has a wrist mounted dart gun http://images.propstore.com/244732.jpg that she can hide under her sleeves, but she will also use a dart pistol or sniper rifle. As a backup, she uses daggers
Backstory: Eliza was orphaned at a very young age and has no memory of her parents. She was never adopted because of her temper. Eventually she was left to fend for herself because she was too old to stay at the orphanage. She couldn't find any other source of income, so she turned to a mob. She began doing their dirty work for them, though at first she didn't like it. She began to get very skilled, and eventually she moved on to do more high-profile jobs.
Other: She is a sociopath
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81nd
1 543 points
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July 2018
(Accepted!)
Brittney smiled. "No, I'm not afraid." she watched the helicopter fly over-head and she pressed her pressed her body against the wall. "Little bitches think they can find me." Brittney muttered under her breath. "Name's Brittney, but you can call me Britt. Yours?" she asked, adjusting another hidden dagger in the back of her boots, though unseen, since her long black jeans covered it.
(She has these boots. https://www.google.com/search?q=large+black+leathe[...] wait for it to load. LaRge BlAcK lEaThEr BOoTS)
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178nd
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July 2018
Eliza casually walked down the street. Her long sleeved sweatshirt perfectly covered the dart gun on her wrist. In the distance, she saw a police chopper. Apparently someone else had broken the law today. Perfect. A distraction would mean that Eliza was less likely to get caught. Everything today was lining up nicely. She entered the hotel where her target was located. She easily slipped past the receptionist, who was busy with a client. She entered the breakfast room and nonchalantly scanned it. It wasn't too hard to spot her target, who was dressed much more richly than all the other guests at the hotel. He was eating a meal with what must be his wife. Maybe Eliza wouldn't need the dart gun after all. She reached into her pocket and casually grabbed a vial and uncorked it. She walked past the target's table as if she was taking a roundabout way to the buffet table and deftly slipped the contents of the vial into his meal. She grabbed a muffin and sat down at a table where she could easily see him. Eliza watched as the target began to cough profusely. The color was already starting to drain from his face. He would be dead within minutes. Eliza hid her smirk with her muffin. As much as she wanted to watch the whole show, Eliza had to get out before she became a suspect. She walked out of the hotel and slipped into a dark alley. A smile spread across her face as she took a bite of her muffin.
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737 points
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July 2018
( Awkwrd, I can totally see William doing that and also I love RTJ. Their music is chill.
William was in an abandoned building on the third floor. He was stationed on a window looking down an alleyway ( block down but not the same one ) knowing that it was the target's pattern. It was a short cut from her work place to her house. He looked down at the notes he had in his gloved hands. The target was female. Her ex-husband was the one that hired him. He was interesting. He was kind of off the handle because she had custody of the kids. William thought it was hilarious though. The man was about to be a prime suspect in the murder of his ex. He shoved the piece of paper back in his pocket. He had his MRAD pointed down at the alleyway just waiting for her to finally show up. She was late, probably working overtime. Around the corner the target started to make her way down the alleyway. He looked through his scope and took aim at her head. He pulled the trigger. The only thing heard was a short high-pitched whistle sound and the impact from the bullet hitting her head. Her skull imploded from the bullet and chunks of her brain came flying out. She collapsed down onto the ground and her body started spazzing out. Her neurons were just responding to the loss of her brain until they finally calmed down, making her body still. Blood was pouring out onto the concrete and there was a cold, emotionless look on his face while he watched. He felt almost high due to the dopamine being released in his brain but knew it was going to be short-lived. " Welp, there she goes, bye bitch," he mumbled. He started to pack up his rifle. He put it in a guitar case that also contained his ammo, gloves, crime overalls, other various objects, and his shotgun. He closed it and slung it over his shoulder. He walked down steps down to the main floor, walking out of the door out to the world around him. He followed the flow of the crowd when all of the sudden a crash happened right in front of him. Everyone else stopped but he just kept on walking.
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81nd
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July 2018
Brittney nodded. "Yeah, let's go." not wasting a second she whipped around and ran down the ally, away from the crowd. She reached a hand into her jacket's sleeve and pulled out her pistol, loading it. A chain-link fence stood in front of her and she scaled it in seconds and jumped down, landing smoothly. Brittney glanced back to see where Sanguine is and she continued running.
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48nd
2 114 points
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July 2018
(Is this too late to join? :3 Even if it'd be awkward for me because my name is Brittney but I'm only slightly triggered XD)
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1 011 points
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July 2018
Eliza heard a loud crash to her right. What was that? It sounded like a car crash. She shrugged it off, more concerned with her muffin. Nevertheless, she kept walking. She still wanted to put as much distance between her and her target as she could before he died. Pretty soon she would be out of the alleyway. She didn't have anywhere to be until later in the day, so she would probably just wander around the city until then. But not anywhere near the hotel where she had just killed a man.
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81nd
1 543 points
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July 2018
(Anyone can join as long as it's in the first two pages! :3 Actually I named it after a actress I like. It's one of my favorite names.)
Brittney turned out of the ally and entered a bakery. Only a couple of people were inside, and she quickly got rid of them, dragging they're bodies into the kitchen. Brittney walked over the the door and flipped the sign to closed. "Hurry Sanguine." she muttered to herself.
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48nd
2 114 points
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July 2018
First Name: Onyx
Last Name: Dethers
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Orientation: Gay
Physical appearance: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f2/52/85/f25285d426[...]
https://i.pinimg.com/originals/01/87/56/0187562e44[...]
Personality: Onyx is a hell of a flirt, makes sarcastic commentary and jokes at the absolute worst times, and is a pretty big troublemaker just for fun. He drinks a lot, parties, sleeps around like nobody's business. He catches targets at such parties, but most of time only kills people doing bad things: drugging girls, continuing with unwanted advances, etc. Deep down, he has a good heart, but has no problem killing someone if he thinks he has a good reason.
Weapons: Knife but he’s not bad with his fists either.
Backstory: Onyx grew up with a big family (father, step-mother, and 8 siblings) in his house. His parents were divorced since he was 7, when his dad got custody of all the children. His mother was, to say the least, a horrible person. She sought out Onyx and his twin brother (although mainly Onyx) because, of all the children, they looked least like her. She did bad things to both of them, on top of being a serious alcoholic, which rubbed off on Onyx. When he was younger, from about two years old to when his parents divorced, his mom abused he and Obsidian (the twin brother) in any way possible. She would seriously hurt them, but only where it couldn't be seen, and she knew they'd never tell, forced them to watch her and various men she'd cheat on their father with and would allow those men to assault the twins, and finally, even after she divorced and moved out, she was still extremely mentally abusive to them.
Other: I think that about covered it.
(I'll take that as a compliment! Thanks X3)
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And yea, I made this and I was like Awkward is going to join. 
